It’s difficult I know to see
When you’re only turning three
That life though difficult at times
Is not just filled by nursery rhymes.
Then as time goes quickly by
Sometimes laughter sometimes sigh
Growing through those teenage years
Full of self doubt and self fears.
But as I reach my senior years
I wonder at those early fears
For all those worries now have passed
And I can be at peace at last.
JPOET7 ( @wordverse.me )